Hang the Moon

by Jeannette Walls

It’s when the boss asks you to do something you know to be wrong and you do it anyways. That sort of work whittles away at the soul.

People who’ve never gone without find it easy to pass judgment on those who’ve struggled.

Some love too little, some too long, Some sell, and others buy; Some do the deed with many tears, And some without a sigh: For each man kills the thing he loves, Yet each man does not die.

“When you can’t solve a problem and you can’t run from it and you can’t hide from it, you got to make it the other man’s problem.”

legal and illegal and right and wrong don’t always line up. Ask a former slave. Plenty of them still around. Sometimes the so-called law is nothing but the haves telling the have-nots to stay in their place.

There are two kinds of family, those you’re born into and those you put together from pieces that don’t go anywhere else, and this is one of those families. Five of us now. Like mismatched buttons that still keep your shirt closed.